She's made of synthetic and plastic feeling
Things that cannot feel
She's cold and pale like a mournful soul
She's fallin' into the hole
Too dumb to see you can't be free
I'll count to three
Take out my heart and my innocence
Sealed up with virgin stitches
I wanna know the reason behind that smile
You never ever believed in me
Blue eyes, pale skin, oh so innocent
I believe it's time for your punishment
Thank god I'm so ignorant
I'll be your personal instrument
Too dumb to see you can't be free
I'll count to three
Take out my heart and my innocence
Sealed up with virgin stitches
I wanna know the reason behind that smile
You never ever believed in me
Old fashioned thoughts, modern death
Who will save you from hell?
In the end it's just a bet
You're not safe yet.
